A lonely widow, age 70, decided that it was time to get
married again. She put an ad in the local paper that read:
HUSBAND WANTED:
MUST BE IN MY AGE GROUP (70's),
MUST NOT BEAT ME,
MUST NOT RUN AROUND ON ME &> MUST STILL BE GOOD IN BED!!!!!
ALL APPLICANTS PLEASE APPLY IN PERSON.

On the second day, she heard the doorbell. Much to her
dismay, she opened the door to see a grey-haired gentleman sitting in
a wheelchair.

He had no arms or legs.

The old woman said, 'You're not really asking me to
consider you, are you? Just look at you...you have no legs!'

The old man smiled, 'Therefore, I cannot run around on
you!'

She snorted. 'You don't have any arms either!'
Again, the old man smiled, 'Therefore, I can never beat
you!'

She raised an eyebrow and asked intently, 'Are you
still good in bed???'

The old man leaned back, beamed a big smile and said,
'Rang the doorbell, didn't I?'